Tomorrow's Ark is too real

Chapter 693 Yuan Council

It will take at least a week for Xia Feng to go to the north this time, so he arranged some important things before leaving.

First, the source stone processing firepower is fully activated, don't have any worries, do as much as you have.

Second, he bought a large amount of medicine from Yi Nanxue, and at the same time, because of Gavial's joining, various large-scale medical equipment was also completed.

Third, in order to repay the poor infected people who helped him before, Hei Yu completely canceled all medical expenses. Those poor people who really can't even eat can even come to receive the most basic living expenses.

Judging from Hei Yu's current wealth, it is really impossible for Xia Feng to support the infected people in Victoria, but he can still help the infected people in the surrounding cities to a certain extent.

Of course, relying on the sky and the earth is not as good as relying on yourself, there is only so much he can do, and he doesn't expect anything in return.

But whether they can survive this "severe winter" depends on the infected people themselves.

Theoretically, there is no danger in going to the north this time. Of course, it does not rule out the possibility that Frey will continue to mess with him.

But Xia Feng didn't panic, it wasn't in his character to be timid.

Now Princess Verin's attitude is very clear. If Frey wants to mess with him again, it will be nothing more than an assassination or something.

And the north is Wei Na's territory, and the Glasgow gang has been standing in the north all year round, and it's not a joke.

It was snowing in the sky, because the wind in the wilderness was very strong, and the snow on the road did not accumulate very thick.

Xia Feng drove the car alone, accompanied by the poignant singing all the way to the north.

Two days later, he arrived in Londinium without incident.

According to the agreement, he first went to the Imperial Administration Building to report.

In the lobby on the first floor, two staff members received him and told him that the ceremony for honoring the nobility was ready and they were waiting for him.

Under the leadership of the staff, Xia Feng came to the floor where the Yuan Council was located. While waiting for the start, he also learned some information about the Yuan Council from the staff.

The Imperial Yuan Council, composed of members of the major nobles in Victoria, has the power to participate in the formulation of laws and regulations, and participate in the decision-making of the development of the empire. Under special circumstances, it can even jointly veto wrong decisions made by members of the royal family.

The Yuan Council at this stage is composed of 208 people, most of whom are the patriarchs of the nobles.

其中1级贵族13人，2级贵族57人，3级贵族138人。

Theoretically, all aristocratic patriarchs above level 3 are eligible to join the Meta Council, but in reality not all members of the Meta Council reside in Londinium, and some nobles with relatively remote fiefdoms seldom attend ordinary meetings.

Only when some major decisions need to be discussed, all members of the Yuan Council will be called. Usually, only some old nosy old guys around Londinium are willing to come and sit.

To put it bluntly, the members of the Yuan Council have no actual power in the political system. Their main role is supervision, and they usually don't even have salaries.

Just like Capewami, the Inspector General of the Empire, as a first-level nobleman, he is naturally a member of the Yuan Council, but he usually has no time to hold meetings with these old men.

It is said that there was not a single regular meeting of the Yuan Council where all members attended successfully. Every time, members made various excuses for not coming, and every time they ended, they broke up unhappy.

Two hours later, Xia Feng's award ceremony was ready.

This ceremony was not grand. A small third-level noble basically just went through a process. It was said that it was bestowed by the royal family, but in fact, none of the royal family members were present.

Inside the Yuan Parliament Hall.

An old and toothless noble representative read something, probably about the luxury of noble status, and the oath of allegiance to the royal family.

Afterwards, Xia Feng performed the oath ceremony according to the content on the paper, which can be understood as "Self-Cultivation of Victorian Nobles".

Xia Feng has no blood relatives, and he is the only one in the whole family, so the process is very simple.

The entire ceremony was completed in 20 minutes. Xia Feng received a letter of conferment jointly stamped by the Yuan Council and the royal family, as well as a noble medal that symbolized his status.

The nobility award ceremony that belonged to him ended like this, and from today onwards, he is officially a third-level nobleman.

After the representatives dispersed one after another, a senior official from the Supervisory Office found Xia Feng.

"You are Xia Feng."

"I'm."

The officer in black uniform handed over a case report to Xia Feng, which was the investigation report of the Kelang family's destruction.

Although Chief Inspector Capewami had a personal grudge against him, Princess Verin's order could not be violated. According to the previous agreement, the Inspectorate handed over this unsolved case to him.

Xia Feng briefly glanced at the investigation report.

The document mainly includes the time, location, loss situation, and some partners that the Kron family had frequent contact with before it was destroyed.

The official from the Office of Supervision was very young, and he introduced Xia Feng in detail.

"This case is very special. The suspects we suspected before have been investigated and basically ruled out. As for the scene, the investigation has lost its significance now. It has been too long and it has snowed heavily, so there is no need for you to go."

Xia Feng glanced at the report again.

"Are there any survivors in the Crown family?"

"There is no survivor in the direct line of the family, but there is a distant relative who seldom interacts with each other. It may be for this reason that they survived the death."

Xia Feng nodded.

"Okay, thanks bro."

The Imperial Oversight Office is a huge political and legal institution. Even if Capewami has an enmity with him, there are many friendly and responsible people in the Oversight Office.

Leaving the administrative building, Xia Feng casually threw the nobility certificates and medals onto the car, took out his phone, and called Wei Na.

"Vina, I'm here."

"I'll be waiting for you at the headquarters of the Glasgow Gang."

"it is good."

The heavy snow in Londinium has stopped, and even though the temperature is cold, there is still a constant flow of vehicles and pedestrians on the streets.

Xia Feng silently observed the city while driving.

This historic city is the brain of Victoria and the capital appointed by the first king. A total of 30 central troops are stationed outside the city. If there is a war, the surrounding cities can even gather more than 50 reserve soldiers within a few days.

Coupled with the Royal Knights inside, the whole city can be described as impenetrable.

Victoria is surrounded by the sea on three sides, the Northern Military Region and the Southern Military Region face each other across the air, and the Border Defense Military Region guards the only southern border with foreign countries.

With such a strong military force, it can be said that there are no worries inside and outside. This is the foundation of Victoria's founding, and it is also a national strength that cannot be compared with other neighboring countries.

The headquarters building of the Glasgow Gang.

Xia Feng handed over the case investigation report provided by the Supervision Office to Wei Na, but Wei Na just glanced at it casually and threw it aside.

"Vina?"

Wei Na raised her head and drank the wine glass on the desk, then said calmly.

"This report has no reference value, because the murderer we are looking for is not the real murderer at all."

Of course Xia Feng understood what Wei Na meant, because the real culprit was himself.

"Then what do we do?"

Wearing a black jacket, Wei Na stood up from behind the desk, and slapped the map hanging on the wall heavily with her palm.

"Let's go here."

At this time, the place where Wei Na's palm was pressed was a medium-sized city in the northern hinterland.

(End of this chapter)